No, really, I do…

In fact, too many things.

As I approach the six month mark of What’s the Point?, I can’t help but navel gaze a bit.

Blogging is an insidious addiction. And, sometimes, one can’t help but feel unworthy of the jones.

And sometimes, the pressure of trying to find the time to write about the 100 things, both sad and silly, that could be written about each day, leads me to put up a golden arch Photoshop (actually Macromedia Fireworks) parody.

As I sit here typing, the DVD extra for “United 93″ on the film and the families, is running in the background. And the real families are meeting the actors who portray their losses on screen. It’s heartbreaking.

I’d love to write about the way the recently revealed NORAD tapes back up the chaos portrayed in that film.

I’d love to write about how DVD extras are often - at least to me - more interesting than the movie itself.

But, I’d also love to write about the movie, “The Corporation,” which I just saw. And the story of Smedley “War is a Racket” Butler, who probably prevented a coup against Roosevelt. Or the story about the local Fox News reporters who lost their jobs for trying to report the facts in a report on bovine growth hormone.

I’d love to write about my Site Meter stats that have showed I’ve gotten a hit from Iran from a google search on “Media Watchdog Theory.”

I’d love to write about Hugo Chavez’ speech to the U.N. And the juxtaposition of Bush’s “Axis of Evil” with Chavez’ calling Bush the “Devil.”

I’d love to write about Neo-Nazis being allowed in the military because of recruitment shortfalls.

I’d love to write about the absurdity of former Bush loyalists, like Colin Powell, belatedly begging for moral absolution in their outcry against torture.

I’d love to write about the odd programming choices of Air America, who have recently moved Rachel Maddow to the evening shift, which means I’ll never hear it. How they canceled “Morning Sedition” to put Maddow there. And how now the much less interesting “Young Turks” has assumed the morning drive time slot.

I’d love to write about Obama’s energy speech today.

On a local level, I’d love to write about the first Scudder Parker vs. Douglas debate.

And Rainville’s recent butch military ads, which just might put her over the top.

And my recent debate with Charity Tensel about perceptions of Democrats on national security.

And Odum’s discussion with Charity about the role of religion in public life.

And Odum’s discussing how his parental role informs his views on taking responsibilty in public life.

Or P.B.’s freaking me out with zombies.

I’d love to link all these things for you, my loyal reader(s?). But, I have to go to sleep. I have to go to work. I have to be involved with my family.

Begone ugly blog beast. Begone with your sneers at my inattention.

Begone!